Austin
Film Festival 2002 - Day 7 – Wednesday –
10/16/02
I’ve really noticed that the AFF stuff has had much
bigger audiences this year than they did last year. Especially,
on the Monday through Thursday showings, which are usually
fairly poorly attended, there have been really good crowds.
I know that the festival has a certain guy who programs
the “Advanced Screenings” type films. I think his name
is Phil Scanlan or something close to that. He didn’t
do the job last year for the festival and I think attendance
last year suffered because of this. I’m glad he’s back.
This is the guy who got films like “Crouching
Tiger” and “Billy
Elliot” in 2000.
He’s programmed some really good stuff this year too.
After work on Wednesday, Melissa met me at my house
and we had a drink before going to the Omni for “My
Name is Buttons.” I had called a couple of friends
during the afternoon because I wanted to see a lot of
people come to the film. I had heard it was pretty funny.
I wanted to make sure there were some butts in the seats
for my friend, the director of the film, Courtney Davis.
I also called Terry and Larry of “Gaydar” because I
had invited them to attend and they said they would
be able to come and would meet me at the Omni. They
were at the LBJ Library gift shop when they called.
There were lots of people milling about outside
the Omni and I could tell there was going to be a pretty
big crowd. I saw some of the folks I screened films
with for AFF as well as Kat Candler, who made “cicadas.”
We saw Terry and Larry and went over to say hi to them.
There was this older guy by them and I was thinking
he was in Richard Linklater’s “Waking
Life.’ He had a really distinctive voice and he
seemed so familiar. Then Larry (or was it Terry?) told
me that he was the guy from the AFF trailer and I snapped
that it was the guy who pitches the “Welcome Back, Kotter”
reunion movie in the AFF trailer. Terry and Larry said
he had been at a panel they attended and he was also
a writer.
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We chitchatted for awhile and eventually they
opened the doors so we could go into the screening
room. This is basically a meeting room upstairs
at the Omni Hotel that has been transformed into
a theater with a video projector, a screen and
lots of seats. They aren’t very comfortable and
after a few years of getting used to stadium seating,
it seems odd to view a film in a room where people’s
heads are in the way.
We chatted more as we waited for the film
to start and it was very nice and relaxed. At
some point in the evening I realized that one
of the things I love about Terry and Larry is
that they are really “real.” These guys are from
L.A. and have some pretty interesting stuff on
their resumes.
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When I first met them, we talked about their
short and how it stars Jm J. Bullock, Charles Nelson
Reilly, and some hottie from “Days of Our Lives,” and
how Larry had working in casting for the new “Family
Affair” TV sitcom (starring Tim curry) but after that
they never once brought up a celebrity’s name that I
can recall. I mean, our first conversation was mainly
me asking the questions which prompted them to talk
about these stars.
They never name-drop or act pretentious. And for
gay guys, they don’t seem catty at all. They never sit
around and say things like, “Oh God, remember when Daisy
got all sick and fucked up at that party and went home
with Dennis Rodman,” like it’s some big inside story
and you have to guess whether it was some girl named
Daisy that they know or Daisy Fuentes or what! They
never do stuff like that. They really keep it real.
Like, we spent more time talking about their trip to
the LBJ Library than anything else when we met up tonight.
It was fun.
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It’s refreshing that they are so unpretentious
and so humble. Seriously, almost any time we’ve
had a conversation about a “famous” or “semi-famous”
person, I’ve been the one asking questions if
not initiating the conversation. I really dig
that. I have met so many pretentious, name-dropping,
think-they-are-somebody morons at film festivals
over the years (most of them from L.A.) and while
it can be interesting somewhat, it gets annoying
after awhile.
It’s like somebody told an acquaintance of
mine recently. His friend was talking with Robert
Rodriguez (okay, now I’m name-dropping) about
moving to L.A. and Rodriguez said L.A. was like
living in a small town where everyone goes to
the same bars and when you go there you run into
the same people. It’s like a small town. It’s
like high school.
Anyway, eventually someone introduced Courtney
and her co-director John Merriman and also the
director of the short that played before “My Name
is Buttons” called “The Adventures of Mad Matt.”
They said a few words and then the films started.
The volume on the trailer was a little low and
I thought it was going to be a problem but they
got it fixed and dimmed the lights and the showing
ran like clockwork.
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“The Adventures of Mad Matt” is one of the most
interesting, funny and poignant short films I have seen
in ages. I laughed and got teary-eyed and was just wowed
by it. I am hoping to write a brief review of all the
short films I’ve seen for the festival but I’m so behind
in my coverage and writing right now. It’s killing me.
“Mad Matt” might not only be the best short in the festival,
it might be the best no-budget short I’ve seen ever.
We stayed for the Q&A even though it was already
after 9pm. I knew there was no way we were going to
make it to the Westgate by 9:30 for “Master of the Game,”
and I had checked and there was no short listed as running
before it, so I blew it off. Brad Renfro was supposed
to be there to introduce “American Girl” on the other
screen, so Melissa and I discussed going there and stargazing
Renfro when we left the Omni.
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The Q&A was pretty quick. Courtney introduced
the star, cinematographer and also the editor
of the film. (These were three different guys,
by the way). Kevin Smith (no, not THE Kevin Smith,
geez), who starred in Courtney’s short “The Interview,”
edited the film. He also screens films for AFF
and he’s a super-nice guy. There were a few people
in “Buttons” whom I recognized including the girl
in Courtney’s “Elvis Impersonator” short (I love
this girl and I can never remember her name),
some AFF screeners and John Christensen! I had
remembered that John filmed some scenes for “Buttons;”
it just occurred to me randomly during the day
on Wednesday. And I meant to call Mark Brauner
about the screening and totally forgot. John was
just an extra but he was all over the last 5 minutes
of the film. He was such a great actor. He taught
me more about acting than anyone else I ever knew.
Even in the smallest part, as the littlest extra
in the littlest film, John gave 100%. God, I miss
him.
We said good-bye to Courtney and chatted with
her a bit. She’s such a sweet and funny person.
She plays a secondary character in “Buttons” and
she was just great. She has really interesting
comedic ideas. I think she could have as much
of a career as an actress as she could as a filmmaker.
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I was just thinking that I should write
a short for her where she plays the host of a kid’s
show or a TV weathergirl or something. She’s so cute
and funny. And when she was doing the Q&A, she had such
unusual body language. She’s, like, all elbows and kneecaps.
But not in a bad way, really. It’s like she’s gawky
but she makes gawky charming and sexy. I’ve never met
anyone quite like that before. She’s one of those girls
that makes me wish I was straight (you know, so she
could shoot me down like all the guys do).
Terry and Larry had a dinner engagement, so we
said our good-byes. Melissa told them that she would
probably come to the Dobie on Thursday for the final
screening of their film. I am planning on going to “Shag
Carpet Sunset” and “Narc” on Thursday, so I can’t go.
Terry and Larry gave me a VHS copy of “Gaydar,” though,
so I will get to see it (http://www.gaydarthemovie.com).
Melissa and I headed to Westgete, about a 15-minute
drive, but I didn’t hurry because we were already late.
We got to the theater and went in. We were just going
to catch what we could of “American Girl” and I was
going to try and take pictures of Renfro during the
Q&A. But when we got there, I asked the AFF volunteers
if either movie had not started yet and the volunteers
told me that they both had shorts before them and neither
had started. I asked Melissa what she wanted to do and
she said she would go wherever I went. “Master of the
Game” was a local film by Jeff Stohland, so I figured
I’d better go to it. We went in and the short was just
ending. Melissa went to get us some popcorn and I grabbed
a seat.
“Master of the Game” is best discussed as a film.
See the review. Suffice it to say, we didn’t hang around
for the Q&A, if there was one. We decided to head out.
I was ready to go home and start writing but we ran
into Phatt Matt and his friend Steve Buscemi Jr. (Okay,
his name is Paul and he’s even hotter than Buscemi).
Also in attendance: Fritz! Fritz is a little hottie
who is blonde and pale and wan and has the most awesome
smile. He has those adorable, little, weird, vampire
teeth at the side of his smile. Whew!
Anyway, we stopped to talk and ended up standing
in front of the Westgate for almost an hour chatting.
Sadly, Matt’s friend Meredith, who’s a real sweetie,
had just left to go home, so we missed her.
They had been to the “American Girl” film and told
all kinds of stories about the screening. Renfro was
a bit loaded, they said, and had done an introduction.
They said that when the movie started he was talking
loudly and stuff and being weird. They wanted to kick
his ass. Then, about 15 minutes into the film there’s
a scene where he comes in to the bathroom in his underwear
and his mother is on the toilet. Fritz laughed out loud
at that and Renfro was pretty quiet thereafter.
We talked about “Pageant,” the never released DV
film that Fritz was in and about a hundred other things
and eventually Renfro came out with his entourage. He
struck a pose a feet away from us for a guy with a really
professional looking camera, so I didn’t want to ask
if I could take one with my little podunk-y digital
Polaroid. Plus, we were having such fun dissing him
and laughing at the absurdity of Brad Renfro, fucked
up out of his gourd, talking loudly and being weird
literally inches from us. It was hilarious.
Oh yeah – Matt had said something about how when
before the movie had started, he and some of his friends
were in front of the theater and someone was drinking
a Red Bull and Renfro came up and started talking about
how no one drinks Red Bull where he’s from because it
has bull semen in it and then someone said it tasted
like Sweet-Tarts and he flipped out and said, “Yes!
Yes! The sour ones!” I just love little freaky and absurd
stories like that.
Eventually Renfro and his female companion left
as did his hangers-on. The folks from “Master of the
Game” came out and started to leave and, finally, we
seemed like the last people left, so we all said our
good-byes and headed to our respective cars and went
home.
And they call L.A. la-la land! Austin is keeping
it weird, baby!
Lodger2002 @ AFF2002
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